Review by Silvi Vann-Wall:
Thank you, oh merciful comedy gods, for delivering us that rarest of cinema creatures: a film – that’s a reboot of a trilogy that spun-off from a TV show that’s left the public conscious – that’s not only funny, but good. Yes, The Naked Gun is here.

It’s been over 30 years since Leslie Nielsen last graced our screens as Lt. Frank Drebin, the bumbling buffoon of the L.A. Police Squad that somehow always got the…

Review by Madeleine Swain:
Do you know which film I was reminded of when watching Kangaroo Island, a new Australian dramedy written by Canadian actor turned writer Sally Gifford and directed by her husband Timothy David?

Muriel’s Wedding. No, wait, hear me out. It’s nothing to do with the fact it’s an Australian filmmaker directing his first major film or that said film revolves around a young woman who is putting far too much emphasis on surface things like fairy…

Review by Silvi Vann-Wall:
Lightning-paced, violent to the extreme, and bursting with melodrama, Pure Scum is the antithesis to a comfort watch – indeed, it is a film so viscerally unpleasant that I had difficult pinpointing whatever magic sauce it had in it that made me want to keep watching.

Two trouble-seeking private schoolboys, Ayden – a ‘gifted child’ turned drug dealer – and Jesse – a manipulative, charismatic rebel – decide to go out on the town after their…

Review by Stephen Russell:
‘At least it’s no’ raining,’ is an ancient Scottish curse that functions somewhat like the theatrical superstition around not naming Shakespeare’s play about the murderous Thane of Cawdor.

Speak it out loud and, sure enough, a thunderous downpour will come.

Which is why, as a son of Glasgow, I snort-chortled hard when a foolishly brave resident of Carrbridge, the snowcapped mountain-ringed Highlands village some 40 minutes’ drive south of Macbeth’s ancestral seat, challenged the wrath of…